Chapter 450 Cat-eared teenage idol vs. the talent show’s favorite little salted fish 1

The weather in Nancheng in July is really weird.

It was a nice sunny day just now, but in the blink of an eye, dark clouds rolled in and it began to rain lightly.

Yujia Apartment.

"Dong dong dong."

The dull sound came over and over again, echoing in my ears. No matter how much the person on the bed covered himself with the quilt or covered his ears, it didn't help.

Suddenly, the soft quilt was lifted, revealing delicate white wrists with shiny nails that glowed light pink.

Wearing a bracelet on her wrist, it has white feather-shaped decorations and small tinkling bells, which is very delicate.

"It's haunted?!"

The owner of the house angrily stepped on his slippers and opened the door. His voice was so squeamish that it could make one's bones go weak, but his tone was really bad.

Seven or eight men were wearing moving company uniforms, with simple and honest faces, carrying things in their hands. When they saw the girl, they were stunned for a moment and quickly apologized.

"Sorry to disturb you, we will finish moving soon."

Jiang Li'an narrowed his eyes and leaned casually against the door frame. There was still a bit of laziness between his eyebrows and eyes, and his long eyelashes were covered with physiological tears, half covering his hazy peach blossom eyes.

"The one next door?"

Jiang Li'an lives on the 27th floor of the top floor of the apartment. There are only two households on this floor, one is hers and the other is empty.

Look at it now, we are about to welcome a new neighbor.

"Yes." The mover smiled, "I'm helping my employer move."

Jiang Li'an took another look and caught a glimpse of a corner of the electric guitar, which was exquisitely maintained and expensive.

My new neighbor loves music.

Jiang Li'an, who was tone-deaf and uncoordinated in his limbs, didn't want to talk and had no intention of getting to know new neighbors. He said a few words casually and went back to the room, where he began to wash up and brush his teeth in a daze.

The STA Youth League will hold a concert at Nancheng Stadium today.

Jiang Li'an is chasing stars. The real owner is Zuo Duo from STA. He is a bit crazy chasing him. He will definitely not miss today's trip.

She happily hummed the song from the album STA released not long ago, her beautiful and sweet voice echoed in the room, but she didn't hit the tune of a single word.

Even if STA's C-position Shen Qingzhuo were here, he would probably be stunned for three seconds, wondering if this was a song he wrote.

White foam from brushing her teeth emerged from the corner of the girl's lips. She stared at the glass mirror in front of her, seeing the green smoke gradually emerging, and calmly blew out the bubbles.

"Why, is it really haunted?"

Jiang Li'an spent three million when renovating the bathroom. If it was to be haunted, Jiang Li'an really had to find someone to theorize about it.

"Hello Li Li, I am your exclusive system Qi Lou now."

A wisp of green smoke in the mirror condensed into the shape of a teapot, with retro and cumbersome textures. "Our goal is to redeem Shen Qingzhuo, take him as a salted fish, and keep healthy together!"

"Blue sky and white sun."

"?"

"The world is bright and clear."

"?"

"After the founding of the People's Republic of China, you are not allowed to become a spirit."

Qi Lou explained: "Dear, I am a serious potter, and we are also in a regular industry. Shen Qingzhuo needs your care and watering to thrive."

"You are watering the flowers." Jiang Li'an narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Do you know who Shen Qingzhuo is?"

"The mission goal."

"No -" she said every word, "I am his fan!"

The most annoying idol, bar none.

"..."

It’s over, Q is blocked.

"If you don't save him, he will die." Qi Lou said solemnly, "He will really die."

Nancheng Center Gymnasium, concert backstage.

The manager of the STA youth group looks very young, wearing a very sexy floral shirt, exuding a bohemian and free-spirited attitude.

"This is the last concert, calm down and sing well. Where is Ah Zhuo?"

Someone raised his chin helplessly: "Still sleeping."

On the sofa, a tall figure lay, with a faint outline of coldness, a black coat covering his head, and thin wrists hanging down.

Before this concert, Shen Qingzhuo had been working continuously for more than a month and had not had a good rest.

Zuo Duo was lying in front of the sofa, staring straight at the sleeping person, giving a thumbs up: "I am still in the mood to sleep at this time, I am worthy of being the god of sleep..."

He has grandma-gray hair, delicate skin, red lips and white teeth. He is very lovable. He has a jumpy personality in private, but he is stable in business and has a sense of variety. He is the captain of STA.

Zuo Duochang sighed, asked the staff to bring a blanket, and thanked him.

The person on the sofa is tall and has long legs. He is obviously a little aggrieved when he bends his long legs. He covers his eyes with one hand and sleeps deeply without any reaction. His flaxen hair looks more cold and white and noble, and his collar is messy and open, revealing half of his hardness.

of clavicle.

Shen Qingzhuo is a person who is thrilling and vigorous.

The staff said yes and quickly brought the blanket over.

Zuo Duo covered the boy with a blanket, pulled down the hem of his shirt to cover his waist, and muttered: "He won't die if he sleeps."

Shen Qingzhuo was only seventeen years old when he debuted, and he is only nineteen now. The boys next to him would still be in school at this age.

The youngest member of the team is also two years older than Shen Qingzhuo. This person is a great performer on stage, but privately he is a bit childish. They all treat him like a younger brother.

A sudden and untimely voice sounded.

"Captain, you are so good to Shen Qingzhuo, you thought you were counting on him to make you angry when he goes solo."

The boy sitting on the chair and letting the makeup artist apply makeup seemed to be smiling.

Zuo Duo looked at him strangely: "I didn't mean that, Ah Zhuo is young..."

The boy stared at his face in the makeup mirror and nodded.

"I understand that they are top-notch, and we fans together can't compare to them. It's not surprising that they get some special treatment."

That's what I mean, but when I say it, it always makes people feel bad.

"Yu Yuan!"

Zuo Duo had such a bad temper that he couldn't help but say: "You have the ability to say this in front of Ah Zhuo. What's the point of waiting for him to sleep?"

"Aren't I telling the truth? Sooner or later Ah Zhuo will be able to fly solo, and when the time comes, who will remember us?"

Yu Yuan pursed his lips and smiled nonchalantly: "Besides, Ah Zhuo isn't angry yet, why are you angry?"

Zuo Duo said in a deep voice: "Now that we are a team, are you saying this to make others laugh?"

The atmosphere is subtly solidified.

Just before the concert was about to start, Zuo Duo woke up Shen Qingzhuo, and no one mentioned this incident in front of him.

The man slowly sat up from the sofa. The blanket slipped from his upper body to his waist. He bent his long legs and moved his wrists casually, making a clicking sound from his long bones.

He seemed to be a little sleepy and not quite awake. His flaxen hair was messy and scattered. He squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the person in front of him. His eyes were hazy and too cold.

"Ah Zhuo, let's go."

"Um."

Most of the fans were already in the concert auditorium, and they looked out into the darkness.

Jiang Li'an was sitting in the second row of Area A, when two girls walked over from outside, both holding Shen Qingzhuo's light signs in their hands.
Chapter completed!